The dead are dead, and the living must continue to live!
The two brothers are still young. As long as they do a good job in the tofu business and save enough money, they can get married, start a family, and have children. When they are old, they will have their children to take care of them.
After successfully entering the city, Tao Chun and Tao Xia pushed the cart to a crowded area. They arrived late, and the good locations here were occupied by other small vendors. The two could only barely find a corner and then rely on shouting loudly to attract business.
"Tofu for sale, tofu for sale!"
"Freshly baked tofu, can be eaten cold, steamed, or stewed. Eating it can even help you live longer!"
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Perhaps it was because tofu was such a novel food, especially since Tao Chun lifted a corner of the gauze so that everyone could see the white and tender piece of tofu, and soon a lot of people gathered at the stall.
"What is this?"
"Tofu? Made of beans?"
Tao Chun also imitated Lin Zicheng's marketing tactics when he sold tofu that day. He cut a piece of tofu, dipped it in honey and shared it with everyone, saying as he did so: "This tofu really prolongs life. It helps the elderly and children to have smooth bowel movements. They no longer have to use sticks to dig like we did when we were fleeing famine. It also replenishes bones. Don't children have weak bones? Eat more of this tofu to replenish their nutrition. It will definitely work."
"Is it really as magical as you say?" someone asked. "It's just a kind of food!"
Tao Chun wasn't exaggerating: "My dear brother, tofu is just like pork. You can skip meat for one or two meals, but if you skip meat every meal, you won't be able to sustain it. It's the same with tofu. You won't notice any difference if you eat it once or twice, but if you eat it regularly, you'll definitely notice the benefits."
The man nodded, thinking that what Tao Chun said made sense, and took out ten copper coins: "Brother, give me two pieces of tofu."
Tao Xia immediately started to move his hands and feet happily: "Okay, okay, big brother, do you want soft tofu or firm tofu?"
"Why do we have soft tofu and hard tofu? Is soft tofu better?"
Tao Chun smiled and said, "Soft tofu is good eaten cold or cooked in soup, while firm tofu is suitable for stewing fish heads and steaming. In short, they taste good in either way. If you don't believe me, you can buy some and try them. I guarantee they'll be delicious."
The man thought for a moment and said, "Then just give me one piece of soft tofu and one piece of firm tofu."
"Okay." Tao Xia immediately wrapped it neatly with dry lotus leaves.
When the man was about to leave with the bag, Tao Chun quickly called him back down, "Brother, please stay!"
The man turned around and looked at him: "What's the matter?"
Tao Chun immediately scooped a small cup of dipping sauce from the bamboo tube and said, "Brother, today is the first time for the two of us to do business here. Thank you all for your support. The first twenty customers who sell tofu today, no matter how much, will receive a cup of sweet sauce."
Tao Xia immediately chimed in: "This sweet paste is made by the tofu shop owner. It's made with honey and sugar. It tastes amazing when mixed with tofu. I guarantee your children will be delighted by it."
The man laughed and said, sugar is so precious these days. Even though he is doing carpentry work now, his whole family is not living well in Baituo Town, and his children haven't eaten sugar for who knows how long. Now that it is given for free, how can he refuse it!
He immediately came over and looked at the thick dipping sauce in the cup: "Hey brother, I didn't bring a cup or anything, I can't put it back!"
Tao Xia smiled and said, "That's difficult. I'll use a bamboo knife to make a small hole in the middle of the soft tofu, and then pour the sweet paste into the hole. By the time you get home, the sweetness will have already soaked the soft tofu. The children at home will enjoy the sweetest taste."
The man nodded repeatedly, thinking that this was a great idea. "Okay, okay, okay, thank you for the trouble, brother. You're a good person. I'll come to buy from you next time."
Tao Chun looked at the people around him who were eager to try it and explained with a smile: "Brother, there may not be sweet syrup next time. Today's sweet syrup is a gift from the tofu shop owner. If you buy it tomorrow, it will be gone. I don't have that much money to give away sweet syrup. This tofu shop is just a small business."
"Okay, okay, I support your business regardless of whether there is sweet syrup or not."
"Okay, big brother!"
People have a herd mentality. Once there is the first one, there will be the second one. Soon, these people became interested in this novel and delicious food that comes with sweet syrup, and they bought it one by one. Brother Tao Chun kept his promise and would give away sweet syrup no matter how much or how little was bought, until it was sold out.
Soon the tofu on the ox cart was visibly reduced, and not a drop of the sweet syrup was left in the bamboo tube.
The person who bought the last piece of tofu insisted on rolling his tofu in a bamboo tube to get a sweet taste. In those days, ordinary people were so poor that even mice were too lazy to visit their homes.
The brothers Tao Chun and Tao Xia had already made a profit of two hundred coins in just a short while. They immediately realized that they hadn't bothered with bean sprouts before. It would be much easier, less laborious, and more profitable to just be middlemen between the Lin's Workshop and the common people. It wouldn't be like the previous bean sprout business where they had to sell bean sprouts for a small fee and then give them away for free, working so hard but still not making any money.
Lin Changxi and Lin Changtai drove an ox cart towards the Flying Tiger Camp. The closer they got to the camp, the more Lin Changtai's heart and body trembled. He didn't know if it was because of the cold or because he was scared.
Close to the military camp!
Having been in Huangmo Pass for so long, it is inevitable that I have heard some rumors about the Xing Family Army. In the eyes of the people of Huangmo Pass, the Xing Family Army is not only the warriors that make them feel glorious, but also the guardians with green faces and fangs that make them feel that they can stop children from crying at night.
As a result, their clan leader quietly established a relationship with Wang Da, the fire chief of the Flying Tiger Battalion, who was the elite among the elite in the Xing family army!
Originally, they would never agree to give away the tofu in the ox cart directly. Tofu was very popular in the market. The second batch was sold out in less than half a quarter of an hour after it was moved over. They must have made at least two taels of silver from this ox cart.
It’s not even enough to sell, let alone give away!
But when he learned that the people sent were from the Flying Tiger Camp, Lin Changxi stopped talking immediately. With the help of the Xing family army, they could just walk around Huangmo Pass as they pleased.
Wang Da was called out by the soldiers on duty again. He was stunned when he heard: "From the Lin family?"
"Yes, they said a man named Lin Rui asked them to send some new food." At the end, the soldier whispered in Wang Da's ear: "Brother Wang, there is enough food to fill an ox cart. Since we eat from the big pot, can we share some of it?"
Wang laughed and cursed, "You can't do without me. Take me there quickly."
"Have you ever treated them harshly or frightened them?"
"Of course not, Brother Wang, how many times have you seen me get mad at the people who delivered food and vegetables? I can't wait to cling to them. Each of them is closer to us than our parents. I feel anxious if I don't see them for a month." The Xing family army has taken in so many refugees that everyone in the army is worried about a sudden food shortage.
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